وَجَدتُI found الناسَthe people فيin هَرجٍtumult وَمرجِand confusion
وَجَدتُ الناسَ في هَرجٍ وَمرجِ
غُواةٌmisguided people بَينَbetween مُعتَزِلٍa Muʿtazilite وَمُرجيand a Murjiʾite
غُواةٌ بَينَ مُعتَزِلٍ وَمُرجي
I found the people amid tumult and confusion,
Misguided, between Muʿtazilite and Murjiʾite.
فَشَأنُso the business of مُلوكِهِمtheir kings وَنَزفٌand draining وَنَزفٌand draining
فَشَأنُ مُلوكِهِم وَنَزفٌ وَنَزفٌ
وَأَصحابُand those in charge of الأُمورِaffairs جُباةُcollectors of خَرجِtribute
وَأَصحابُ الأُمورِ جُباةُ خَرجِ
So their kings' business is draining and draining,
And those in charge are collectors of tribute.
وَهُمُّand the concern of زَعيمِهِمtheir leader إِنهابُgiving over to plunder مالٍwealth
وَهُمُّ زَعيمِهِم إِنهابُ مالٍ
حَرامِforbidden النَهبِplundering أَوor إِجلالُveneration of فَرجِa sex organ
حَرامِ النَهبِ أَو إِجلالُ فَرجِ
And their leader's concern is giving wealth over to plunder—
Wealth forbidden to plunder—or venerating a sex organ.
وَإِنَّand indeed شَرّارَةًa spark وَقَعَتfell بِوادٍin a valley
وَإِنَّ شَرّارَةً وَقَعَت بِوادٍ
لِتُحرِقَto burn وَحدَهاby itself سَمُراًacacia trees بِشَرجِat Sharj
لِتُحرِقَ وَحدَها سَمُراً بِشَرجِ
And indeed a spark fell in a valley
To burn, all by itself, acacia trees at Sharj.
رُكوبُriding النَعشِthe bier أَسرَعُswifter لِاِبنِfor a son of دَهرٍtime
رُكوبُ النَعشِ أَسرَعُ لِاِبنِ دَهرٍ
يُريدُhe seeks الخَيرَgoodness مِنthan قَتَبٍa camel's pack-saddle وَسَرجِand a horse's saddle
يُريدُ الخَيرَ مِن قَتَبٍ وَسَرجِ
Riding the bier is swifter for a son of time
Who seeks good, than a camel's pack-saddle or a horse's saddle.
غَداbecame العُصفورُthe sparrow لِلبازيover the goshawk أَميراًa ruler
غَدا العُصفورُ لِلبازي أَميراً
وَأَصبَحَand became ثَعلَباًa fox ضِرغامُthe lion of تَرَجِTaraj
وَأَصبَحَ ثَعلَباً ضِرغامُ تَرَجِ
The sparrow has become the goshawk's ruler,
And the lion of Taraj has become a fox.
أَفيis there in الدُنِّياthe world لَحاهاmay He curse it اللَهُGod حَقٌّany truth
أَفي الدُنِّيا لَحاها اللَهُ حَقٌّ
فَيُطلَبَso it may be sought فيin حِنداسِهاits pitch darkness بِسُرجِwith lamps
فَيُطلَبَ في حِنداسِها بِسُرجِ
Is there any truth in the world—may God curse it—
So it might be sought in its pitch darkness with lamps?
Sol 6.1